Never a thank you and never a thought.
Never 'Heres some cash for the food you bought'.
Never pick up a finger to lend a helping hand.
You never do anything and that I cant stand.
You never pay a bill and never wash a dish.
I never come home to an empty sink, but that is my wish.
You never do anything and it depresses me so,
And I wont tell you, so you'll never know.
I will hold it inside and continue to be sad.
I'm afraid if I say anything that you'll be mad.
But if you still do nothing day after day,
That it will push me further away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem